Nine Gates of Immortals

Chapter 137 Broken Life (Third Change)

Luo Fan couldn't believe his eyes, the nine dragons moved and lifted the bronze sarcophagus.

But he couldn't feel any anger, only a remnant.

Layers of dust splashed down from the dragon corpse, as if it had been asleep for thousands of years, an ancient power made the Yunding Tiangong tremble.

The buildings that were like three thousand small worlds were already dilapidated, but after this accident, they all collapsed.

A burst of familiar aura erupted from the nine altars, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, heavenly secret, longevity, ghost, hidden, and nine immortal gates that inherited the old nine gates appeared.

Each fairy gate projected a beam of light to converge together, and a more grand fairy gate stood up suddenly.

"This door!" Luo Fan's eyes filled with tears, because he felt a trace of memory in that door.

That magnificent woman came from such a world and took away her father.

"Mother!" Luo Fan burst into tears and jumped up high, wanting to plunge into it and see the truth behind it.

Even if he could find a trace of his father, emperor and mother, he would never regret it even if his body was smashed to pieces.

"Om—" An invisible avenue rule fixed Luo Fan in mid-air.

No matter how much he struggled, it was useless, it was a kind of peak power.

As they got closer, Luo Fan felt a little different again. The world behind this fairy gate seemed more primitive.

At this moment, nine dragon corpses soared into the sky, carrying the bronze sarcophagus and heading straight for the fairy gate. They were about to collide with Luo Fan's body, and the sky of Yunding Tiangong also collapsed at this moment.

Like facing the end of the world.

Luo Fan's eyes widened, and the nine dragon corpses suddenly shrank and passed through his chest.

But when the sarcophagus was halfway through, it got stuck there.

A strong heartbeat sounded throughout the entire Tiangong.

"Dongdong, boomdong, boomdong!" The heart of the quilt fish that was trapped in the space wanted to follow along.

Luo Fan felt the attack of death, as if his heart was about to be pulled away together.

"No!"

At this moment, the shadow of the black dragon that hadn't dissipated suddenly returned, lay down on Luo Fan's chest, and dragged the heart back.

And the long-disappeared Nine Dragon Disk reappeared, shining with a majestic divine power.

"Boom!" Luo Fan fell from the Heavenly Palace, the nine dragon corpses disappeared together with the sarcophagus, but a sword with a drop of blood flew out from the fairy gate.

He seemed to see a different moon, with rays of light of various colors cutting out from the sword, trying to destroy it, burying the moon in all its colors.

A great emperor made a move, trying his best to suppress the sword, and finally had to hide the sword with blood.

"Great Emperor's Blood!" Looking at the oncoming Demon Sword and Emperor's Blood, Luo Fan was shocked beyond words.

The wandering nine phoenix in the sky took a complicated look at Luo Fan and flew into the fairy gate that appeared last.

Only the cluster of strange fire was left, and greed flickered on that extremely beautiful snake spirit face, licked his lips, and chased after the blood of the emperor.

Although Luo Fan's body is falling, he will not let go of this good thing.

"Use thoughts to control energy!"

Both sides touched the drop of Emperor's blood at the same time, Luo Fan's soul trembled, but he was unwilling to let go.

And the strange fire belonged to the spirit body, Luo Fan couldn't do anything about him for a while, so one person and one fire were deadlocked in mid-air.

"Rumble..."

"What sound?" Luo Fan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and his heart beat faster.

Tang Xin was in danger, and the tomb she was in was also affected and was about to collapse.

"Yin Xuan Ding!" Luo Fan could only pin all his hopes on the holy artifact, and a mysterious and mysterious light suddenly enveloped the strange fire and the blood of the emperor.

Yihuo wanted to run away, but it was too late.

"Whoosh!" He was put into the tripod with a sound, and the moment Luo Fan turned around, he grabbed the falling magic sword!
The Heavenly Killing Ancestral Talisman and the curse in his palm rioted at the same time, as if he had bumped into the thing he loved the most in his life.

"Duansheng!" The name of the magic sword came into his mind.

Xiangyuan, the swordsmith master, took the fire god Zhurong's source fire "Liaoyuanhuo", the gold god's harvest source gold "Lietong gold", the water god Gonggong's source water "Xuanming water", the wind god Feilian's source wind "Qingping Made by the wind.

Smelted by Liaoyuan fire, tempered by Xuanming water, cast of gold and iron, with a wooden handle, and a sword body made of sharp pupil gold. It is three feet six inches five in length and three inches three in width.

The sword body is like a fusion of ancient black gold and meteoric iron from the sky, with a faint light glowing.A bright golden thread ran across the body of the sword and flowed to the tip of the sword, becoming the heart of this murder weapon.

That golden thread is the Lietong gold that was poured into the sword body after smelting. It is like a living snake, firmly imprisoned in the sword, shining faintly.

I don't know if it's the light flowing or the gold flowing, but when the light flows through the gold thread, there is a faint sound of thunder on the whole sword.

After the sword body was cast, Xiangyuan used the blood-smeared formation to forcibly strip the souls of millions of heavenly soldiers and inject them into the sword.

In the end, Xiangyuan died for the sword and became the sword spirit, and Duansheng was just cast.

This is a sword that is invincible and invincible, and can cut the world and split rivers and mountains—because it is the first sword known to the world, so many people call it the "Ancestral Sword".

It is a magic sword comparable to Xuanyuan Sword, the number one artifact in ancient times.

And his last master was Chi You, the great demon god of ancient times, who once swung three swords towards the sky, almost destroying the Three Realms.

A period of history emerged in Luo Fan's eyes, although it was intermittent, it also made him feel personally on the scene.

It was a war song that shed blood and blood. It was very tragic, but it has been passed down through the ages.

All the nine altars were extinguished, and Luo Fan grabbed Duansheng and went straight to the sarcophagus where Tang Xin was.

Her face is still so intoxicating, especially after experiencing that sinking, her shadow has left an indelible mark on Luo Fan's heart.

At this moment, the beauty's face was ruddy and her breath was steady. Luo Fan hugged her waist and carried Li Ge in the scabbard behind him.

With Duan Sheng in his hand, he soared into the sky.

The magic sword has not been cut, the mountains and rivers have moved, nothing can stop Luo Fan at this moment.

The entire Changbai mountain landscape was changing, and the two were protected by streams of devilish energy. The Qianlong's back shone brilliantly, and Luo Fan and Tang Xin got out of trouble.

"Lilulu!" The dragon horse had been circling outside for many days, and finally saw Luo Fan, but it still didn't dare to go forward, and the horse's hooves under its feet were insufficient to step on the void.

Luo Fan knew that it was afraid of the broken life in his hands, so he had to try to communicate with the sword spirit.

It's a pity that it was like a stone sinking into the sea. Not only did the magic power not restrain, but it had a tendency to split the sky.

At this moment, Tang Xin's eyelashes twitched slowly, and Luo Fan met those big hazy eyes.

"Where is this place? Has the plague been lifted?" Tang Xin opened her lips as if waking up from a dream.

"You don't even remember?" Luo Fan's eyes flashed with hesitation.

Tang Xin shook her head, and suddenly noticed the ambiguous posture of the two of them. She was actually held in his arms, and her shyness rose on her cheeks, but why didn't she hate it?
"I like this sword!" Tang Xin looked away from Duansheng and couldn't look away.

"I'll give it to you if you like it!" In the end, Luo Fan still didn't have the courage to tell her everything that happened, maybe it would be good for both of them.

(End of this chapter)